"wangs" poems - Hello Poetry

Our first date at Rise Holding your hand at the Firehouse Theater Eating bagels you brought back from Montreal Having lunch at Salata Going to the Arboretum The way you peeked out children’s house Cuddling on the couch Watching Game of Thrones When you fell asleep in my arms Drinking Amaretto Sours When you would be silly The sound of your voice The maraschino cherry stem you tied with your tongue The Forget Me Not Flower Kit you gave me Exchanging texts The sound of incoming WhatsApp messages Diner at Howard Wangs You wearing bunny ears during Easter 36-28-41 When you posed for me Your blues eyes looking up at me Seeing your smile Touching your lips The way you smell The secrets you would tell Showing how you care Hugging me tight Letting me take care of you When you cook Arepas The gluten free Clafouti The time you had the flu Wearing Calvin Klein underwater Your dainty feet Your goddess like figure Your cute accent Typing in the door bell code Hearing you answer The emoji of puppy heart kitten Knowing you are my Bijou Calling you Minou

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Oct 26, 2018

Oct 26, 2018 at 7:21 PM UTC

ghost-queen

What I Love About You

Our first date at Rise Holding your hand at the Firehouse Theater Eating bagels you brought back from Montreal Having lunch at Salata Going to the Arboretum The way you peeked out children’s house Cuddling on the couch Watching Game of Thrones When you fell asleep in my arms Drinking Amaretto Sours When you would be silly The sound of your voice The maraschino cherry stem you tied with your tongue The Forget Me Not Flower Kit you gave me Exchanging texts The sound of incoming WhatsApp messages Diner at Howard Wangs You wearing bunny ears during Easter 36-28-41 When you posed for me Your blues eyes looking up at me Seeing your smile Touching your lips The way you smell The secrets you would tell Showing how you care Hugging me tight Letting me take care of you When you cook Arepas The gluten free Clafouti The time you had the flu Wearing Calvin Klein underwater Your dainty feet Your goddess like figure Your cute accent Typing in the door bell code Hearing you answer The emoji of puppy heart kitten Knowing you are my Bijou Calling you Minou

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He was my Angle, I thought he had come to save me. But his wangs were not made of fathers but of bones and his heart of cole. Of a fire that died out long ago, now with no warmth left to give. What happened to make him this way, this Angel of Bitterness.

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Nov 30, 2015

Nov 30, 2015 at 1:35 AM UTC

amelia-constant

Wangs of Bones

He was my Angle, I thought he had come to save me. But his wangs were not made of fathers but of bones and his heart of cole. Of a fire that died out long ago, now with no warmth left to give. What happened to make him this way, this Angel of Bitterness.

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*** yir ******* skids outta m'ah 'uckin feece! god i love that place, glasgow is like birmingham of the north... a rotten scow to nowhere, unless it be a place that spoke: deep-fried mars bar for breakfast - you scurvy worth of the tangled sailor! **** gods took to the twallop, and i takes me to the rool ups! got a bargain with a shrimp you belfast ***** my **** you 'av! next time they sing: sweet dover, i'll have you marrying the ***** cult of: shard! ye storm ah heed! **** me an' timber twice: V fooking eye of ye, hire-crane! ******** twice, three times removed the drunk... huh?! it's all plus minus with me by now... ha ha! had a cousin, didn't say why, cursed & numbed the cuss words like a nun ought to know why... so i says me: lingua the leash - earn the ir - softspot for the tucker-jacks and the irish lepers: shauns they called them... he he... look at me: all smug and waiting for brussel sprouts out the paan tree... what's with these wallaby terms? panchree? panna quinoa, panna cotta? ******* as clingy as those pepsoowongs, or wangs or pepsoos. as the english queers say F F Θ, but then pull out a churchill - and vey v girman vey such & such... they and way become indistinguishable - churchie and the welsh abbey become one and the same with either V as "peace", or the V and the welsh longbowmen **** you... v'eh point... wayward: too soon... vuck! wook? wookie? va va voom! woonder-brum, brimming, bra bra bra... ha ha ha... dried it all off with the giggles... then it became apparent: the man settled for the dozen, whether it was a dozen of ostriches, hyenas, bunches of lychee, leaks, bulgarian strippers - or worse... a dozen of english rhetoricians, notably gay; **** what a gamble.

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Sep 21, 2017

Sep 21, 2017 at 10:38 PM UTC

removed.polaroid-scrabble

glaswegian dublíneesh

*** yir ******* skids outta m'ah 'uckin feece! god i love that place, glasgow is like birmingham of the north... a rotten scow to nowhere, unless it be a place that spoke: deep-fried mars bar for breakfast - you scurvy worth of the tangled sailor! **** gods took to the twallop, and i takes me to the rool ups! got a bargain with a shrimp you belfast ***** my **** you 'av! next time they sing: sweet dover, i'll have you marrying the ***** cult of: shard! ye storm ah heed! **** me an' timber twice: V fooking eye of ye, hire-crane! ******** twice, three times removed the drunk... huh?! it's all plus minus with me by now... ha ha! had a cousin, didn't say why, cursed & numbed the cuss words like a nun ought to know why... so i says me: lingua the leash - earn the ir - softspot for the tucker-jacks and the irish lepers: shauns they called them... he he... look at me: all smug and waiting for brussel sprouts out the paan tree... what's with these wallaby terms? panchree? panna quinoa, panna cotta? ******* as clingy as those pepsoowongs, or wangs or pepsoos. as the english queers say F F Θ, but then pull out a churchill - and vey v girman vey such & such... they and way become indistinguishable - churchie and the welsh abbey become one and the same with either V as "peace", or the V and the welsh longbowmen **** you... v'eh point... wayward: too soon... vuck! wook? wookie? va va voom! woonder-brum, brimming, bra bra bra... ha ha ha... dried it all off with the giggles... then it became apparent: the man settled for the dozen, whether it was a dozen of ostriches, hyenas, bunches of lychee, leaks, bulgarian strippers - or worse... a dozen of english rhetoricians, notably gay; **** what a gamble.

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